I have always had a fancy for women’s undergarments. From her panties, i moved my attention back to her hairy vagina, where the hair was glistening ...rom the juices. I could not control myself and i pressed my face against those silky hairs, licking them and moving my tongue deep into her vagina.Again, i was enjoying the sweet taste, i was running my tongue all along her vagina and i could feel her getting excited. Her legs parted more giving me a better access to her vagina with my tongue. I. Much more than was strictly necessary."Yes?" The session was almost over. They had already rehashed the events of the last week. Jane and Ted still had not had sex yet, but he was definitely showing Jane more affection than before."Why are you so ... well ... I guess 'skittish' is the right word. Why are so skittish about male attention?" What do you mean?" Well, I mean that ever since I've known you, you've dressed in such unflattering clothes." They're more comfortable." No, it's more than. I turned a music channel and a romantic song was going on. All our conversation stopped and we both were gazing on the LCD TV for that song, she suddenly came closer to me and said shall we dance and that was the green signal to make a move now I hold her tight and was flowing with the tunes.Her color was so milky that I could see blood veins on her cleavage. She was in mood now and she also griped me tight and both were getting horny. I started to caress her back and her grip was getting. “And I’d say that was thirty metres, and I got about two thirds of it mid air. Good job! Who’s next?” she added, her lips still glistening with a sheen of Clayton’s come.Oleg Komarov floated out from the Russian Orbital Segment of the Space Station and assumed a position in the integral truss similar to the one that Clayton Baker had done minutes before. Oleg was a huge bear of a man, almost as big it seemed at the Great Bear constellation that so often hung over the Station as it spiraled.